The Library

Fitheach, Fiesty, Talia and little Rorn gather on their airbus.

Fitheach Eun opens the portal book on the table and turns a few pages.

Portal Book

Fitheach Eun: “Look Fiesty, this one rune repeats often.”

Fitheach Eun: “It is on every one of these pages...”

Fiesty Lotus: “Yes. That be a bit odd.”

Talia Sunsong: “Does the Rune do magic to bring cream?”

Fitheach Eun rolls her eyes at the fae and cream.

Fitheach Eun traces the strange rune lightly with a fingertip and it begins to glow.

Fiesty Lotus “I wonder if we did one with just that rune?”

Rorn stretches out his neck and sniffs the book.

Fiesty Lotus reaches out and touches the glowing rune

Talia Sunsong pokes at the page. "What does this do?"

Fitheach Eun feels attracted and continues to trace the shape.

Fiesty Lotus feels a bit  funny.

Suddenly the rune glows brightly and the world swirls around them.

Talia Sunsong always feels a bit funny.

Talia Sunsong: “Eeep!”

Talia Sunsong: “This is as bad as using my bent wand.”

There is a soft thud.

Fiesty Lotus begins to nod and then gasps.

Fiesty Lotus: “ Now where we be? I am dizzy.”

Fitheach Eun looks around mystified.

Saphira Mistwalker looks up from her inspection of the scrolls and gasps.

Saphira Mistwalker turns to see her friends appear in front of her.

Saphira looks up.

Talia Sunsong lands on her bottom and gasps.

They are in a huge room full of books.

Fiesty Lotus:  “A library, the like of one I never seen afore.”

Talia Sunsong stands up and dusts herself off.

Fitheach Eun: “And Saphira!”

Saphira Mistwalker “Fit, Fiesty, Talia!”

Fitheach Eun stares at the dragon in shock.

Saphira Mistwalker: “Where did you come from?”

Fiesty Lotus turns and beholds their dragon friend.

Fiesty Lotus: “Ambassador!”

Talia Sunsong: “Greetings Saphira, giver of shiny coins.”

Fitheach Eun “Where are we?”

Saphira Mistwalker: “I'm not sure, other than it's a big library”.

Fiesty Lotus: “Tis that.”

Saphira Mistwalker” “I was looking through some of the scrolls, trying to figure out where I was, when you appeared. I'm not even sure how I got here.”

Fitheach Eun looks around at all the books hungrily.

Talia Sunsong: “I think it's the Druid's fault for tracing the rune.”

Talia Sunsong: “Not MY fault this time.”

Saphira Mistwalker: “ I'm so glad to see you all, it's been a while. We go separated after that Egypt business, and I haven't been able to find you since.”

Fiesty Lotus: “Well, I do like me books.”

"I do like me books."

Fiesty Lotus: “Let's do a bit a research while we be here.”

Fitheach Eun: “Look at all these books, surely some can help us?”

Saphira Mistwalker: “So, you came through a book, not a portal? That's new.”

Fitheach Eun: “Yes I was just tracing the shape of a rune.”

Talia Sunsong: “Some Fae tell me books are dangerous. Now I see why.”

Saphira Mistwalker giggles.

Saphira Mistwalker: “Fae and learning, probably not a good mix“

Fitheach Eun nods in agreement.”

Fiesty Lotus studies some scrolls on a table.

Saphira Mistwalker: “From what I can see, there are books, scrolls, and parchments from all sorts of different time periods.”

Fitheach Eun looks around; " When I was in the bookstore the magical books glowed..."

Fitheach Eun Looks around for any glow.

Talia Sunsong wanders around. She bumps into a stack of books and knocks them over

Saphira Mistwalker winces at the sound.

Fitheach Eun sighs at the clumsy fae.

Rorn jumps out of Talia's arms. He  starts sniffing around the scrolls.

Saphira Mistwalker looks across the room at  the other person present. I hope that isn't a librarian over there, she wouldn't be happy.

Fiesty Lotus looks sideways at the baby dragon, hoping he does not release any fire here.

Fitheach Eun smiles at the ambassador; " It is very good to see you again, Lady Saphira."

Rorn tries chewing on the feather quill.

Saphira Mistwalker: “It is wonderful to see all of you.”

Rorn spits out the quill and has a few ink stains on his mouth.

Saphira Mistwalker: “Well, except Savage, where did he go?”

Rorn pops his head up and looks towards a shelf full of scrolls.

Fiesty Lotus: “He be off somewhere.”

Fiesty Lotus. “I expect he will pop up somewhere like a bad penny.”

Fiesty Lotus: “What yer been doin since last we saw you?”

Saphira Mistwalker: “Oh my, I've been wandering all over the place trying to find you. I had just about given up, when I found another one of those portals, and remembered a couple of the runes. I think I must have gotten them wrong, because they brought me here instead of back to where we started.”

Rorn flies to the shelf of scrolls and begins eagerly nosing around the scrolls.

Saphira Mistwalker looks over and grins at the little dragon.

Saphira Mistwalker: “And Rorn, it's good to see you too.”

Rorn squeaks triumphantly. He grabs a scroll with his mouth and flies back to the group.

Saphira Mistwalker raises an eyebrow.

Talia Sunsong: "What have you got there, Rorn?"

Rorn's Glowing Scroll

Fiesty Lotus sees that the scroll is glowing.

Fitheach Eun looks with interest at the scroll and sees a faint glow.

Rorn holds the scroll out to the druids.

Saphira Mistwalker: “I didn't notice that one earlier, what did he find?”

Fitheach Eun takes the scroll and unrolls it.

Fitheach unrolls the scroll.

Fitheach Eun: “I do not know; we will have to study it.

Fiesty Lotus comes near Druid fit and examines the scroll.

Fitheach Eun: “Saphira, I think this is written in Draconic...”

Fitheach Eun: “Can you read it?”

Saphira Mistwalker looks over her shoulder.

Saphira Mistwalker: “Hmm, interesting. It appears to instructions of some sort for portals or linking books, if I read the horrible handwriting correctly.”

Fiesty Lotus nods eagerly.

Saphira Mistwalker frowns, "Or maybe it IS a linking book, I don't think the person who wrote this knew for sure."

Fitheach Eun: “Fascinating.”

Fiesty Lotus: “Kin you translate it fer us ambassador?”

Saphira Mistwalker: “Yes, but it will take some time. Draconic doesn't flow quite the same way as Common.”

Fitheach Eun hands the scroll to Saphira

Translating is hard work.

Talia Sunsong holds Rorn up to the scroll "Try reading it Rorn." Rorn who barely says any words, looks confused.